Whenever Fiorella is down, she consults her laptop, going through the icons--Chrome, Facebook, Fio, Documents, ARWA, Email--one by one, as if consulting an oracle. Surely there will be a news story or a comment, or a message that will apply directly to her, that will give her hope.
But there isn't. Fiorella has to find her own hope, as do we all. Eight-balls have no magic powers, horoscopes are frauds, fortune tellers are scammers.
But Fio still looks.
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